I've waited until after Margaret Thatcher's funeral to post this. Many magical moments move me daily, and I must blog the best soon. But before time passes too far towards eternity of spirit...

Margaret Thatcher was, this week, only the second English Prime Minister of the 20th century honoured with a ceremonial, almost State, funeral. The Queen and all UK political parties attended, as did representatives of many countries.

But some expressed excited joy at her death. Why...?

In the decade before Thatcher came to power Britain was terribly divided. Trade Unions were so powerful they brought down two 1970s governments.

1970s was the height of the Cold War - Russia v The West. Nowadays, governments try to influence African and other countries. Then, Russia and The West tried to influence each other to become communists or 'free' capitalists.

It was said some Trade Union leaders were paid by Russian or Trotski-ite, Leninist, Marxist or Stalinist organisations. They aimed to bring down UK governments until the UK was ungovernable, then they'd take over.

Extreme left-wing Union leaders took their memberships out on strike illegally, without ballots. If one Union went on an illegal, unballoted strike, other unions called unballoted strikes to support them. Miners etc had to strike, or be ostrasised for life by village communities - in those days 'a fate worse than death'.

So before Thatcher came to power, illegal unballoted strikes meant strikers received no pay. Many miners and other union members starved. Communities broke down.

So it was a divided country pre-Thatcher.

The ultra-extreme left wing were well-organised from grass roots up. Pre-Thatcher, some cities such as Liverpool were taken over by what became known as "The Loony Left", followers of Marx, Lenin, Stalin, etc.

But... It was more dastardly and disgusting than most people know because...!!Capitalists were on lists to be shot when the extreme left revolution came.

How do I know...?

Well, my ex-wife was a die-hard Marxist. One day, her younger sister told me she was going to a meeting of the ultra-left "Workers Revolutionary Party". After, she explained what happened.

"I didn't expect that," she said. "It was about the Left revolution, and how the Unions will keep bringing our governments down, and eventually the unions and the Left will take over our country."

"What's so unexpected about that?" I asked.

"They said I can't join Workers Revolutionary Party unless I wrote lists of capitalists I want shot after the revolution."

"Gosh! What did you do?"

"I'm only a teenager. I told them I was too young to know any capitalists."

"What did they say?"

"They repeated I couldn't join unless I wrote a list of capitalists that deserve to be murdered. They pressured me to write one."

"And..."

"Well, eventually I gave them your dad's name."

"What! My dad? Why?"

"Because he runs a shop."

"But he only runs a shop - and works really hard."

"That makes him a capitalist. So he'll have to be shot."

"But he only tries to earn money for his family."

My sister-in-law repeated, as if hypnotised, "That makes him a capitalist, so he'll have to be shot."Nowadays, my sister-in-law has a respectable profession, and may not be so left wing. But if she ever tried to deny these comments, I'd swear her previous truth on Oath!

It's not much different now, in the Middle East. Teens and 20 somethings are signed up for revolutionary action. They're malleable, unsure of how to be an adult yet, easily influenced. Revolution by the young via Twitter and Facebook has become a modern phenomena. In 1970s UK, revolution by the young was not far off...

That was, until Margaret Thatcher came to power, and destroyed the unions power, and the power of the extreme left.

Imagine you were in an extremist Leftist union who had brought down two governments, and you were so close to running the country completely, and you saw your dreams of power destroyed by Thatcher. Imagine you were one of countless members of the Workers Revolutionary Party and saw your dark dreams of murdering capitalists destroyed by Thatcher.

No wonder Thatcher's enemies celebrated her death.

No wonder Thatcher had a near-State funeral.

The State has much to thank her for. Without her, maybe many would have been killed in the revolution!

Including my dad...

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See my weird-but-true first blog post on December 1st 2011, for an overview of my polymath, joyful and horrid fairy tale life. Taste the yummy, Godly, disgusting and loving ingredients of future posts - all truthful, with just a little artistic licence.

If writing is the fruit of sin, I must have sinned greatly. Otherwise how was I cured after decades of being 80% disabled; how did I earn merits at a university creative writing course for poetry, fiction and non-fiction; and how did I travel and lecture on TV and radio internationally? I must surely have sinned in wonderfully fun ways.